Like worst hickies ever he always gives them like wtf
all ten of us were sitting in his room with the lights off and staring at his colorful moving screensaver for two hours. That high.
I think I might.. possibly.. like a Justin Bieber song.
I think you might... possibly... have sprouted a vagina.
i've noticed that whenever i have to ask myself "would i be doing this if i was sober?" the answer is probably no.
He's trying to row the canoe up my front yard like he is Lewis and Clark.
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
A client gave me a bottle of vodka today. And he was hot with a beard. It's like he knows my soul.
Someone please drive out to my house to bring me a beer.. There are some in the fridge but I just can't get up
I miss yesterday.Today's hangover makes yesterday's look like a little girl with blonde ringlets playing hopscotch in the street with a ginger kitten.
That works. I won't care. I'll be a mermaid. Mermaids don't give a fuck.
Especially drunk mermaids.
I'm not sure. But a mason jar of drug free urine just as soon as anyone can would be so awesome.
Hah I guess I sent that to like ten people, along with another one of me sitting in a bath tub eating an ice cream sandwich.
I fell into the fireplace. That is a pretty good sign to stop drinking fireball
You spent the whole night conversing with your zombie poster, so I'd say you were pretty far gone.
You have my heart. You only share my vagina.
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